Fake

Chapter 1

Hello everybody welcome to my book! Just a heads up, I'm using google translate to do the languages so forgive me if anything is wrong (I'll try to use different translating sites), you may point out my mistakes in the comments.

I'll try my best with the accents.

This is my first Countryhumans fanfiction.

Let's go!
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America groaned at the loud sound turning over to his side putting the pillow over his non-existent ears to hopefully block out the sound.

"Ame..." He heard Canada say, "Turn it off." His brother finished with a grunt.

America huffed and turned to his other side, cracking his eye open to look at the time. He was able to make out the numbers with his blurry vision.

4:35 am

The country furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. 'Wasn't the alarm set to 5:45?' He thought, turning off the alarm. Then realization hit him and he glared at the clock.

Damn it Australia

America sighed, rolling over to his back and sitting up, scratching his head with one hand, while the other was rubbing his eye. He reached over to the night stand feeling around it until his hand came over something soft. He grabbed Canada's hat and tossed it up to the top bunk where his brother slept. America then went back to the nightstand feeling for his glasses, he couldn't see anything without them the world was just a blur. He felt the familiar frame of his glasses and couldn't care less if they were his sunglasses or regular ones. He quickly put them on, the world suddenly becoming more clearer.

America turned to look out the window once his eyes adjusted to the dark.

Yep, still dark outside. He heard a few birds chirping softly.

The hell they up this early for?

The country turned back around to see Canada climb down the ladder that went up to the top bunk, looking at the clock on the nightstand. He then looked at America.

"Australia?" Canada asked to which the striped country nodded. He heard his brother grumble and couldn't help but feel his annoyance. America sighed, at least Australia was lenient this time, a changed alarm was better than waking up with a spider in front of your face.

America watched his brother go to their dresser grabbing some clothes and walk to the bathroom. It was Canada's turn to shower first. The two would always take turns, one would be in the shower, while the other would brush their teeth and do the stuff they do at the sink, then leave once the other was done with the shower. It was a pretty good plan or the two countries were just that close.

America got out of bed once he heard the shower running and stretched, sighing in satisfaction when he heard his back pop. He walked to the bathroom opening and closing the door when he walked inside.

He walked up to the sink about to take his toothbrush when his eyes caught sight of the mirror hanging above the sink. Now he knows he took his regular glasses off the nightstand, he's going to have to switch them out.

The country continued to stare at his reflection, the noise of running water in the background ruining the silence. He stared at his heterochromia eyes in the mirror, he never liked them, they were weird and unusual, that's what they would say.

His right eye was a bright deep sky blue, while his left was a golden yellow. Canada says his eyes are unique and his favorite one was the yellow one, he nicknamed the country 'Golden Eye' much to America's dismay, but Canada only calls him that to annoy him.